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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Mar 26, 2009 14:31:47 GMT -5
"You miss him and he misses you, so why the hell can't you just suck it up and go talk to him?" Michael asked, his voice a bit harsher than he had meant for it to be. Then he shook his head and turned to look out over the lake. Usually he was the last person to try to stop arguments and fights, but he was tired of it and was more than ready to get back to the good mood he had been in for the past couple of days.
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Post by Markise Sterling on Mar 26, 2009 14:39:57 GMT -5
Because I love him, and it hurts too badly, Markise wanted to say. He'd almost said it twice now in this conversation alone. His lips pressed tightly together as he tried to think of anything he could say that wouldn't make things worse than they were. Because I'm going home. Tell him bye for me, will you? He couldn't say it, though. He shook his head lightly and continued on his way. He needed to think. Or throw himself to the giant squid.
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Post by Michael Blackwood-Hardt on Mar 26, 2009 14:54:00 GMT -5
Michael didn't say anything else but stayed by the lake, watching the slowly moving water. He wanted to relax again before he left, something the conversation with Markise wasn't helping with. He tried to push it from his mind, but he had the feeling it wouldn't leave until he talked to Dare that night about it. It was just so hard to understand why nothing worked!
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